I left the village and made my way into the fields. Vexation, the
keenest vexation possessed me. I overwhelmed myself with reproaches. How
had it been possible for me to misunderstand the reason which had
induced Assja to change our place of meeting? How could I have failed to
know what it must have cost her to go to the old woman? Why had I not
detained her! Alone with her in the dim, empty room I had found the
strength, I had had the heart to drive her from me--even to reproach her
for coming. Now her image followed me; I besought her pardon. The memory
of that pale face, those shy, wet eyes, that hair flowing over the bowed
back, the soft nestling of her head against my breast, consumed me like
a fire. "Yours!" Her whisper still rang in my ears. "I have acted
conscientiously," I tried to say to myself. Lies! What was the
conclusion I truly wished? Am I in a condition to part with her? Can I
lose her? "O fool! fool!" I repeated with bitterness.
By this time the night had fallen. With hasty steps I sought the house
where Assja lived.
* * * * *
Gagin came to meet me.
"Have you seen my sister?" he called to me, still at a distance.
"Isn't she at home then?" I returned.
"No."
"She has not come back?"
"No. Excuse me," Gagin went on. "I could not stand it. I went to the
chapel in spite of our agreement; she was not there; she cannot have
gone there."
"She did not go to the chapel."
"And you have not seen her?"
I had to acknowledge that I had seen her.
"Where?"
"At Frau Luise's. We separated an hour ago," I added. "I believed
certainly that she had come home."
"Let us wait," said Gagin.
We entered the house and sat down near each other. We were silent.
Neither of us was without anxiety. We watched the door and listened. At
last Gagin rose.
"This is the end of everything," he cried. "I don't know if my heart is
in my body. She will kill me yet, by God! Come, let us search for her."
We went out. It had grown dark.
"Of what did you talk with her?" asked Gagin as he crushed his hat down
over his eyes.
"I was with her five minutes at longest," I answered. "I spoke to her as
we had decided."
"Well," he said, "we would better go, each for himself; in that way we
shall find her sooner. In any event, come back here in an hour."
* * * * *
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